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I was teasing her and she knew it. She didn’t smile though, she kept the poker face on, so I couldn’t really tell what she was feeling. She comfortably laid on the bed and I slept beside her, hugging her to me.
She snorted. “You’re getting too comfortable.”
I knew that, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted to be myself with her. I wanted to be the only one to see her like this, naked and vulnerable. Call me crazy, call me dumb and call me irrational, but I was in love with her.
So deeply in love with her that I didn’t think of the consequences. I didn’t know what it would be like to be in love with someone like her, but I wanted to try.
We were both scarred people, so who else would understand us, if not we ourselves. I didn’t care about my family or the rest of the world, I only saw both of us.
The scarred man who wanted to be with the scarred assassin.
13
ALEXIS
Dating Jay was the third of the three best things in my life. Being his best friend was the first, and falling in love with him was the second.
Jayden and I had been dating for five years and it was time to let our parents know about it. We shouldn’t keep things from them, especially since we knew they were going to be in support of it.
Not my words.
I stared at this dumbo whose head was on my chest. Good of him to sleep so peacefully after giving me countless orgasms.
He didn’t even care about my legs. What were his words again? Yeah, ‘I don’t want you to be able to walk tomorrow’.
He moved in his sleep with a peaceful smile on his face and I scoffed before pinching him hard. He groaned, rubbing on the spot. “Ouchhh Flower, what did you do that for?”
“Get up, it’s almost time for my exams.”
He traced my lower lip with his thumb, his eyes still hooded with sleep and I smiled at how cute he looked. “Ah right, exam,” he grumbled and suddenly pulled me to him, returning his head to my chest. “Do you have to go though?”
“Of course I do. I never missed a class, but you want me to miss a whole exam? How could you even think that?”
“Simple. I’m the bad boy and you’re the good girl.”
“My bad boy.”
“You already know.” He tickled me and I giggled. He didn’t seem like he was ready to stop and I was laughing so hard already, my eyes lacing with tears.
“Jay s–stop.” I couldn’t get the words out properly and he wasn’t even showing any pity on me.
“Beg for it. Say ‘Jay I’m sorry, please stop tickling me.’” He knew I wouldn’t be able to say that. I was going to wet myself, but he wasn’t cooling it down.
“God Jay… I’M SORRY, PLEASE STOP T–TICKLING ME,” I practically screamed as he chuckled and released me.
I glared at him and he snickered. “You look pretty when you’re pretending to be mad at me.”
“I’m not pretending, I’m actually mad at you,” I explained, but he just stared at me with a mocking smile.
“Oh okay, you’re actually mad at me,” he teased and I shook my head at him before getting off the bed. My leg trembled a little and I bit my lips, remembering last night. He had picked me up from my class and brought me to my dorm to have mad sex.
I knew that was the reason he didn’t support me having a roommate, not that I wanted one anyway. If I had one, we wouldn’t be able to binge watch all our favorite shows and cuddle all night like we used to.
“Flower.”
“Mmh.”
“Do you remember what’s going to happen this week?”